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[Verse 1: Touchline] I think I might be dying But I might be lying Maybe he owns my soul But the body's mine I need to go back in time just to find my mind ’Cause I think it got lost in my darkest times I don't watch the news and those videos too I think black on black killing always ups their views What you think your kid's doing when he’s not at school? It's not a study group, it's a gangsta crew Ng'fun' ukwazi us'thole kuphi is'bhamu at that age? Ufunde kuphi ukugwaz' umuntu usaseku grade eight wena? Funeral for your son, a mom’s pain Ntwana had to die to be the face of a campaign A life in the fast lane Got these kids going mad, manje ama-blood stain Every week sifak’ itende singcwab' abangan’ bethu Hold me tight mama wami it might be my last day I'm saying... Ngikhathel' uk' pretend-a eintlik Tired of this Justice For Sbani-bani hash tag Tired of these cops that don’t help but stand back If it was your friend, would you record these bad acts Or would you jump in and just have your friend's back I'm tired of the response time ye ambulance Tired of politicians that just act And pretend to care When we know it's for votes and that's facts [Chorus: Yallunder] Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Konke kuzodlula (Kuzodlula) Thula mama, thula [Verse 2: Blaklez] Mhhhm, ah yes! Let me paint a picture with a tainted scripture They can't feel our pain so they can't depict us Listen, we're the future, you can't dismiss us You rape the system and parade as victors, whoa Is this the freedom that many people die for? We see you stuffing your face, many people die poor We gon' be alright, hey mama what you crying for Apple of your eye, sell myself I'm the istore Should've prayed, should've listened to the preacher But I lost face so my heart a little weaker Another mother crying, another son meets the reaper All that's left is blood stains on a sneaker The long arm of the law is breaking Who's there to snatch a brother from the palms of Satan? Hope is fading, you're distracted All debating about your two favourite rappers And who's the greatest? [Chorus: Yallunder] Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Thula mama, thula Konke kuzodlula [Verse 3: Touchline] Maoulady ungakhali, i'ntwana zakho zisamile Ngibong' umdali ukuthi sonke sisaphila Ubhuti wami usejele and I don't have the key But I have the bars that can set the people free, ironic The streets are mad, we stay indoors The devil has the sound of us crying as his ring tone And Lez spoke about the istore My eyes tore when I saw what he's dropping, need a blindfold The best way to hide pain is a good smile I heard black excellence is a hood crime He killed his role in Matwetwe, good times But that was a dress rehearsal for his goodbye Upastor raising people from the dead I wanna see dads raise kids instead I hope friends don't retweet my fears I hope God don't blue-tick my prayers
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